For me like all others there will be a last night and day
And where my last resting spot is why should i care anyway
And of a heaven or a hell ask one other than me
Since i only believe in what my eyes do see
For every up in life there is always a down
And my travels have taken me to many a town
Yet i cannot say that i am a well traveled man
Though of years i am one who has lived quite a span
Far south of the place where i first saw light of day
The years have left me feeling weary and looking gray
Four decades of years past my physical prime
Eventually we all become victims of time
Only Nature is immortal why otherwise pretend
And for me life's journey will come to an end.
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